What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice? Page #7

We really should be going.

I'll help you carry

your briefcase home.

Youll never have a case

against Mrs. Marrable,

so why am I wasting my time

with witnesses?

This is the first and the last.

Juan, come in.

( sirens wailing )

Juan, this gentleman

wants to talk to you...

about Mrs. Marrable.

Mrs. Marrable.

But why didn't you tell me?

I thought it was something bad.

( dog growling )

Come in here!

( dog barking )

( laughing )

( dog barks )

( barking )

( barking )

They've torn you out

by your roots.

This is my garden.

This is my house.

This is my land.

And you trespassed!

You trampled my flower bed,

and you killed my pine trees!

You had no right!

You had no right!

Who gave you the right

to do this, to deprive me?

Who?

I'm still alive, Mrs. Marrable,

in spite of your eggnog

and your fire.

I've got to be grateful

to Mike for that.

Harriet says

I've gotta return this

even though you

gave it to me to keep.

These stamps

are worth a whole lot.

Mr. Darrah says

they're worth over $100,000.

Joseph...

Marrable.

OHH...

( laughing )

He must've hated me

more than I hated him.

Would you kindly

drive me into town?

Since I'm all alone,

it seems fitting that

I should apply for a position.

I think I would make

a most acceptable companion,

don't you agree?

I have savings of my own...

and I have

no one left in the world.

After all...

I'd make

a very handsome pine tree!

( laughing )

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